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October 5 - October 24, 2025
“I wouldn’t worry over it. Knights are shooting stars, Six. They come and go. But you and me, our sisterhood of Diviners—we’re the moon.” She smiled. “We’re eternal.”
He was crying. And not the sniffling, peer-through-his-fingers-to-see-if-I-was-watching cry. This was an all-out sob. “I w-worry, Bartholomew. It is undoubtably m-my w-worst quality. I worried you might be s-sad to be s-sick, all alone at the wall. I came back and—and—” He threw his head back and wailed. “You were gone.”
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“Is that common in the king’s service?” the gargoyle pondered. “An abysmal lack of knowledge?”
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He was muttering to himself again. “Tell me at least you have something for your feet.” “Like what?” “Like what—like shoes, you twit. Boots. Slippers. Clogs fashioned by your stupid chisel. Anything.”
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No, I’m not a pair—I’m one of six and there are five cracks in my heart for it,
“I confess horses are not the intelligent beasts I imagined them to be. Though I don’t think that merits the abuse they suffer postmortem.” That one took me a moment. “No one actually beats dead horses, gargoyle. It’s an expression.” “Really? How morbid.”
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“Come, Diviner. Be mythical, be fearsome,”
“It’s heavy,” I murmured. “My armor.” “I know.” He took a step back, eyes dropping to my mouth. “Let me help you.”
His sword lodged in Rory’s side, into chainmail, into skin. Rory let out a sharp gasp— Benji caught his wrist. Took his coin. He shoved Rory to the ground and kicked him in his wound, then let the coin fly.
I KNEW IT
